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Zuleika Dobson; Or, An Oxford Love Story
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Sir Max Beerbohm
18
At
home,
on
the
street,
Zuleika
was
the
smiling
target
of
all
snap-shooters,
and
all
the
snap-shots
were
snapped
up
by
the
press
and
reproduced
with
annotations:
Zuleika
Dobson
walking
on
Broadway
in
the
sables
gifted
her
by
Grand
Duke
Salamander--she
says
“You
can
bounce
blizzards
in
them”;
Zuleika
Dobson
yawning
over
a
love-letter
from
millionaire
Edelweiss;
relishing
a
cup
of
clam-broth--she
says
“They
don’t
use
clams
out
there”;
ordering
her
maid
to
fix
her
a
warm
bath;
finding
a
split
in
the
gloves
she
has
just
drawn
on
before
starting
for
the
musicale
given
in
her
honour
by
Mrs.
Suetonius
X.
Meistersinger,
the
most
exclusive
woman
in
New
York;
chatting
at
the
telephone
to
Miss
Camille
Van
Spook,
the
best-born
girl
in
New
York;
laughing
over
the
recollection
of
a
compliment
made
her
by
George
Abimelech
Post,
the
best-groomed
man
in
New
York;
meditating
a
new
trick;
admonishing
a
waiter
who
has
upset
a
cocktail
over
her
skirt;
having
herself
manicured;
drinking
tea
in
bed.
Thus
was
Zuleika
enabled
daily
to
be,
as
one
might
say,
a
spectator
of
her
own
wonderful
life.
On
her
departure
from
New
York,
the
papers
spoke
no
more
than
the
truth
when
they
said
she
had
had
“a
lovely
time.”
The
further
she
went
West--millionaire
Edelweiss
had
loaned
her
his
private
car--the
lovelier
her
time
was.
Chicago
drowned
the
echoes
of
New
York;
final
Frisco
dwarfed
the
headlines
of
Chicago.
Like
one
of
its
own
prairie-fires,
she
swept
the
country
from
end
to
end.
Then
she
swept
back,
and
sailed
for
England.
She
was
to
return
for
a
second
season
in
the
coming
Fall.
At
present,
she
was,
as
I
have
said,
“resting.”
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